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Introdução:
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Barren rocks and sand, our wooden sculpture hands,
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held like a timber hitch, held candles to the sun
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Both faint and fading fast, we walked on, windward
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kept time with a pocketmouse, mouths kept mostly shut
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Thought broke the silence like a bone
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half-moaned: "you've worn me like an albatross,
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I've only slowed you down.
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You could've long traded in your braided crown
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by now you could've found that Anabaptist girl you always used to go on about
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As we rode in circles on our bicycles
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we walked on balance beams as the audience cheered for us
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We burned like fevers under carriage hats
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hid behind Venetian masks
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In our human costumes
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We stood like statues once in shepherd's check
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we'll both be decked in herringbone,
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wrapped border drab around already broken ironstone"
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"But I've seen these cliffs before,
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St. Agnes brought her palm branch to the hospital
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looked upward lest the charm had fled
from my brother's breathing bed
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He looked just like me
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climb on down and see
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they laid him on the rocks below
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there'll be enough to fill your cup for days
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I'll stay up here and rest.
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We'll fly in straight lines as from carronades
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we'll crash like tidal waves, decimate the islands
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As our hollowed lumber falls like water, ends where I start
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In that tattered rag shop back in Asbury Park
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Look how soon my hands won't move
but if you'll improve, we'll all improve